03-16-2021, 11:14 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-16-2021, 11:25 PM by Caelan Bryl.)
Having absolutely no idea what the hell was going on, either by the constable strongarming him or the baker saving his ass, all Caelan could do was say "Yes sir" to each of the baker's questions. Apprentice? To a baker? FOOD! Absolutely sir, anything you wish sir! Caelan thought. Suddenly, he smiled at the man. He didn't understand it, but he hoped it was a good thing that he might make him his apprentice. Caelan decided the baker wasn't like Sweeney Todd, who he had heard about. And if it was just for show in front of the constable, he would plead his case to the baker, so he could be his apprentice. Food. That's really all he cared about. So he looked nervously at the constable to see what his decision would be. He gave a very angry look at the stranger who obviously started whatever was happening. What did he do to him? Who was this guy and why did he hate him so much?
